My next days in the hospital were long. I swear one hour in the hospital is like 3 outside in the real world. I kept asking my daughter if it was time for dinner and she would often tell me it wasn't even lunch time. I dreamt a lot about friends and family which was a wonderful coping mechanism when you are trying to heal from the shock of surgery . It took me quite awhile before I realized that I had trouble walking, that my left eye wouldn't shut , that I now had some bell palsy ish qualities to my face. The doc reassured me that everything would come back to normal.
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